Chapter Eleven ~ Our Wedded Night

Marik's point of view

I couldn't believe I had a wife. The last couple of years had been incredible, and now I had my woman beneath me ready to make her mine. The problem was, I didn't know what to do. Sure I knew what had to go where, but my mind kept going back to the night in the cave years ago with Chryseis. With her, it was pure animal attraction. Her body and mine knew exactly what they wanted, there wasn't any thoughts or anxiety, just pure lust. Now, it's not like I wasn't attracted to Liviana, it was just a different attraction. I knew that I would have to be gentle with her and I couldn't lose control.

The thought of losing control and hurting her had me freaking out, and as I hovered above her, I could feel my body shutting down. Her doe-like brown eyes gazed up at me with a mix of love and nervousness, and I wanted nothing more than to give her what she wanted, but I didn't think I could. I pulled myself away from her and sat on the bottom of the bed. Bending over, I rested my face into my hands and exhaled heavily. Livi got up and sat on the edge beside me. Her small hand slid up my arm and towards my hands. She then pushed her delicate fingers under my palm and entwined them with mine.

I guided our hands down and kissed the top of hers before placing my other hand on top of it and rested it on my lap. I kept my head down, I didn't even know what to say to her, didn't know how to begin explaining to her what I felt. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just sat there in silence for a while. I didn't know why she wasn't saying anything, but to be honest, I was glad of the fact that she was silent. After what seemed like hours, she finally plucked up the courage to speak.

"Did I do something wrong, Marik?" Her voice was so quiet and shaky, I knew she was holding back her tears. With my head still down, I shook it slightly then turned it so that I could side glance at her.

"You could never do anything wrong, Livi."

"Then what's wrong?" She asked while turning her body towards me.

I sat up straight and turned to face her, more than anything, she deserved the truth.

"I'm scared of hitting you."

She furrowed her brow, then looked away for a second, before focusing her gaze back on me.

"Everyone's first time hurts, Marik, but then it gets better."

I shook my head at her and before letting her speak again I said,
"No, Liv. This isn't a normal situation. I'm not a normal man. I'm a werewolf."

"Yes, I understand, but..."

"No, Liv! You don't get it. I could shift at any point during it. I could lose control, let my inner beast take over, and could seriously hurt you. I don't think I could live with myself if anything happened to you."

Liv sighed and got off of the bed. She paced back and forth in front of me, and I couldn't help but follow her nervous stepping with my eyes. I felt bad that I had created this situation, and I wanted to hold her and take her, more than anything, but I couldn't. I stood up and strolled towards the doorway. I stopped dead in my tracks when her hand brushed against my arm. Her soft touch made me turn around to face her. She had her head down, and when she gradually lifted it to gaze at me through hooded eyes, I couldn't control myself.

With her eyes begging me to take her, and her fingers tracing their way up my arm, I found it difficult to remember why I was standing by the doorway in the first place. I smashed my lips onto hers, while placing my hands on her slim waist, and as I lifted her into the air, the cutest little noise escaped her. It was a mix between a squeak and a light moan. Whatever it was, it was adorable, and I couldn't wait to make her do it again. She wrapped her legs around my waist, while her arms rested over my shoulders. When her fingers began to intertwined with strands of my hair I knew there was no turning back.

With a soft purr rumbling in my throat, and cock throbbing, I carried my bride over to our bed. Without taking my lips off of hers, I gently placed her onto the bed. I didn't know what she had in mind former first time, but I was sure that it wasn't going to satisfy all of her needs. Kissing her without any barriers up was beyond anything I'd imagined. To be unrestricted and free to pursue her was such a turn on, I didn't think I'd last beyond a few minutes even if my life depended on it. I'd never been with a woman before, and holding back for two years was torture. Even just the thought of slipping my cock into her had me almost exploding in my pants.

Our tongues danced around each other like they were in a trance, and I didn't have any control over my hands. They were darting all over the place, and as soon as she let out a seductive moan, that was it. My hands shot to her chest, grabbing a hold of her dress and ripped the fabric apart. Within seconds her gorgeous breasts were freed from their prison. I pulled away from her and watches in awe as the two perfectly round mounds bounced around, almost waving the most delicious looking nipples in my face. I wasted no time and hurriedly sucked one of those pert little nipples into my mouth. That adorable noise escaped her again, and I couldn't help but purr.

The vibrations from my throat, ran along my tongue, and into her skin, making her arch her back slightly. I continued to purr while I let my tongue flick ever so gently over her increasingly hardening nipple. When I traced my tongue around it, she moaned into the air while arching her back even more. I sucked on her nipple dragging it deep into my mouth, and when I heard her hiss, I let it go with a pop. I rested above her, watching her while she panted. She looked up at me with a mix of disappointment, and anger. I guessed that she hadn't wanted me to stop. I smirked at her knowing how much she wanted me, and I couldn't lie, I was enjoying the power.

She grabbed a fist full of my shirt and yanked me towards her. Our lips collided with undiluted passion and I knew that this was it, there was no backing out now. Her hands scrambled to pull her dress up while mine tugged at her underwear. They were awkward to pull down while she was pulling up her dress, so I just tore them right off of her. As she finished hosting up her dress, I untied the cord on my pants and squirmed out of them, kicking them off and onto the floor. I wanted nothing more than to ram my manhood right into her, but I managed to control my urges. I traced my fingers up the silky skin of her inner thigh, and the moan that echoed through the hut, had my cock twitching.

Taking my cock into my other hand, I began to stroke it, imagining what it would feel like to be encased in her tight tunnel. I circled her clit with my finger a few times, and each movement made her body twitch and shudder. I'd seen people having sex while watching the humans from the moon realm, so I had some ideas of what to do, but had never put it into practice before, so I had no idea how long you were supposed to do things for, or if what I was doing was right. All I did know, was that if I waited much longer, I'd be no use to either of us. At least for a good while.

I slipped a finger into her slowly, making sure I didn't hurt her. She tensed up a little, but when I placed tiny kisses down her neck, she was soon pushing herself harder onto my hand. It was now or never. I hovered above her and gazed into her beautiful light brown eyes. The soft smile on her face warmed my heart, and I was ready to make this girl mine. I extended my canines as I pushed the tip of my cock into her. She hissed a little, but that was soon replaced by a delicate moan as I eased myself into her inch by inch. When I was fully submerged I groaned with pleasure, before waiting there for her to relax. When she eased the grip of her inner walls ever so slightly, I could feel the pure velvety cacoon that housed my manhood.

She stared into my eyes while I gently pulled my cock back until it was almost out of her. She smiled at me, and with a slight nod of her head, she let me know that she was ready. I threw my head back and thrust my cock deep inside her. I purred and glanced down at my gorgeous girl as I pulled out and slammed into her again, she screamed out, and I wasn't sure if it was out of pleasure or pain. I peered down at her, and her face was in utter shock or fear, I wasn't quite sure. I didn't even have time to react before she was pulling herself away from me and scrambling up the bed. I stood there, butt naked from the waist down, as a furious chief came hurtling into the hut, followed by an army of extremely intoxicated warriors.

I couldn't believe what was happening. My bride was curled up into a ball, screaming on the bed in front of me. The chief was grabbing at my face, trying to ask me what had happened, and the drunken warriors were laughing at my naked behind. My eyes grew wide when I noticed that the bed was speckled in blood. Marcel grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him, and when the warriors got a glimpse of my manhood, they gasped and fell silent. When their chatter began again, an irritated Marcel bellowed at them to leave. They obeyed and left without saying another word. Marcel began talking to me, but I found it hard to focus on what he was saying. It sounded like my head was submerged in water.

Ana came running into the hut and hurled herself onto the bed, drawing Livi in for a hug. I could faintly hear her trying to calm her sobbing daughter. I was in such a daze that Marcel's words weren't going in at all. I just kept glancing over at Livi, then to the blood between her legs, then back at Marcel. When he realised that what he was saying wasn't sinking in he guided me out of the hut. He walked me into his home and sat me down at the dining table. He left me there, and then returned with some strong drinks. He handed me the drink and I drank it in one go. He chuckled and handed me his to drink. That one I gulped down too.

"You haven't done anything wrong. You realise that right?"

I peered up at him and my eyes followed him as he took a seat next to me.

"What do you mean? She's bleeding, I've clearly damaged her. How will she ever forgive me?"

"We should have discussed this with you both beforehand. We just couldn't find the right time, or maybe we were avoiding it on purpose. Either way, we are to blame for this situation."

I furrowed my brows at him, not quite understanding how he or Ana could be to blame for me hurting their daughter. Maybe our bodies are made to fit together?

"This is perfectly normal Marik."

"What?"

"Some women bleed when they are first with a man. Some a little, some a lot. We should have warned you."

All of a sudden I felt all the air leave my body, like I'd been holding it for the longest time without realising. I knew I hadn't, but that's how it felt. When I inhaled again, a sense of calm washed over me. I was so grateful that it was normal, and not something I'd done. That was what I'd been trying to avoid for two years. I never wanted to hurt her, emotionally or physically. Seeing that blood made me panic beyond belief. The thought that I could have almost killed my wife, killed me inside. So to know that it was all normal and this was something that happens to most human women, made me feel a whole lot better.

All of a sudden I felt an overwhelming need to run to my wife, let her know that everything was okay, and that I was here to make it better. I stood up from the table, ready to sprint to my woman, but Marcel placed his hand onto my arm, and gestured for me to sit back down. I did as requested, sitting back in my seat.

"Leave the women to talk. I'll be back in a moment with a couple of jugs. We can celebrate your wedding and finally discuss about you taking over as chief."

I nodded at him and then watched him leave.

"Wait. Did he just say that I'm taking over as chief?"